The Pause That Refreshes!

Sometimes we get caught up in the hustle and bustle of everyday life, and forget to stop and smell the roses. But even when Grandma J stops to buy flowers every week smell the roses and plethora of flowers in Walmart the garden, nothing can make her smile more that a picture received on her cell phone........



Especially when it's a picture of Beauty proudly showing Grandma J her gorgeous smile minus her two front teeth. So today I want to share my smile, and Beauty's with you.

And of course it would be hard to not notice Beauty's big brother, Andrew, lurking in the background now, would it?

FLUFF AND STUFF

I want to try and give you something to fill the voids in your life while I'm in transit for my vacation. Just the thought of some of you working a full day would be brutal punishment. So, please excuse me for the fluff....it's just a little filler and an excuse to sleep on the plane and drool on the person next to me.

These cats are up to no good. I just know it, they are mobilizing unlike JJ, he would just chase them, no forethought, just spontaneous combustion. Isn't it funny how birds run from dogs, but trust cats?

My sister had a dog that smiled like this every time I'd visit. How goofy is that? This guy might be smiling but do you get the feeling he is really mocking us humans....sort of?

Oh yes, sibling rivalry, that's what this one says. Unless of course it's a nasty case of domestic violence. Or someone cutting in front of someone else when the cashier said "I'll help the next person in line".

And this guy? how many of you have a dog that does this? My dog wasn't a digger, but every once in a while he did his little macho dance, with a touch of Macarena with his hind legs....or maybe it was the Soupy Shuffle?

THE BEAT OF OUR OWN DRUM

When the news broke about the FLDS compound in El Dorado, Texas, also know as Yearning for Zion, my thoughts were all over the place. Was this another Jonestown waiting to happen? Waco? I was (and still am) intrigued by the complacent demeanor of the women interviewed. Their expressionless faces seemed empty and sad to me.

I decided to go down to the Courthouse and help them cope. Here I am catching up with the head madam mother, or wifesomething. She gave me a dirty look like I was some kind of ambulance chaser attorney trying to scam her. I assured her that I was there as a friend. We met up with a few of her sisters.
Then went off to have some margaritas Texas sweet tea and chat. These women were shy, and they kept staring at me, probably envying my curly bangs freedom to be stylish and all that stuff.

This gal was the saddest.
It turns out she was unhappy with her uni-brow. I gathered them around me, and I gave them some tweezers beauty tips, as only I could. Finally out of desperation, I called an old friend of mine. I mean this woman is getting up there but she's beautiful. I wanted my new friends to connect to someone in the outside world. Someone they could identify with. Someone who could help them crossover into the real world where there are jobs and parties and jobs. I was pretty sure this friend of mine could get them connected and maybe some work in the industry.

Meet my friend.....and tell me what you think? Same hair do. But there's a difference (no not the hunky men). See the difference? It's the smile....so really all these women needed was a friend and someone to teach them that a smile makes a huge difference. Like this!

I'm nothing if not helpful that way.